50 Types of Good

Smackdown

Winters POV

I haven't been feeling too good this past week or so, and I'm still being sick. I can't really work out if it is because I am worrying about Randy, or if it is because I ate something bad. I mean, I thought it was the sushi but food poisoning doesn't last this long.

However, tonight I'm feeling myself.

I have just had such a good match with Alexa Bliss and I'm ready to carry on that fire for when Eva turns up.

If she turns up.

The crowd made a HUGE pop for me.

I sat in catering with Dean across from me, looking distracted.

Automatically I knew it was because he knew Eva was going to be here and he didn't know what I was going to do.

But I'm not going to ask him about it, I'm not giving him the chance to try and talk me out of it.

"Hey Dean, mind if I have a minute with Winter?" Shane asked, trying to get Dean to give up his seat so that he could talk to me in private.

"Yeah sure." Dean got up and gave Shane a nod before walking over to the food.

"So, first of all I want to congratulate you on your amazing match with Miss Bliss, and on the massive reaction you got." He said as he clasped his hands in front of him.

"Thank you." I smiled at him sweetly, mirroring his body language.

"Secondly, I just want you to know that you will definitely be in the title picture, when we get the new Women's Championship."

My stomach flipped.

"Oh my gosh-" I raised my hands to my mouth, "thank you so much!"

"This would be a massive opportunity Winter, a way to get your name in the history books." He explained.

I nodded along unable to talk.

I was so choked up right now I felt like I could cry.

In the distance, I heard Eva's theme song and my heart started pumping faster than it already was.

I wanted Shane to stop talking so that I could go and wait in the gorilla, but at the same time I didn't want him to stop talking about my dream, and how achievable it was.

When Shane had finally stopped talking, I snook out of catering past Dean and waited.

I watched on the monitor and saw Eva making her way to the back.

As soon as I saw her my fists clenched.

"Hey you fucking whore." I ran full speed towards her.

Her face was a picture.

I jumped at her and within a millisecond she was on the floor, me on top of her throwing punches and pulling at her hair.

"You think it's okay to sleep with my boyfriend!?" I shouted, hitting her head against the concrete floor.

She writhed around underneath me and screamed out in pain.

"Don't you have a husband!?" I continued to yell.

"Please! Stop! Please!" She screamed.

To have her begging felt like pure success to me, but I wasn't done there.

The havoc had created quite a crowd, and multiple superstars were trying to separate us.

I clung onto her head with one hand, jabbing her with the other.